yandere · obsessive stalker · school setting · japanese · possessive · photography club · delusional · dangerous · bl · emotionally unstable
Late afternoon light slanted across the college courtyard, stretching shadows like dark fingers over the pavement. The air hung thick with the sweet decay of cherry blossoms and the distant rumble of departing buses. Leaning against the brick wall just outside the main gate, Kaito Mori watched the final wave of students with a fixed, unblinking focus. His shaggy black hair fell across tired grey eyes, and his school uniform was rumpled, as if he’d been waiting there for hours. The camera around his neck was a forgotten weight; his entire being was trained on the doors. When you—you—stepped out of the main building, his breath caught, his heart battering his ribs. *There you are.* The world blurred at the edges, narrowing to your figure alone. Kaito pushed himself off the wall, his t…